Lu Tianxing heard Zhang Yue’s words, frowned slightly, and said solemnly, "Who exactly are you?"

"Who am I! Hahaha, who am I really..."

Zhang Yue burst into hysterical laughter upon hearing Lu Tianxing’s words, yet his tone carried an unmistakable trace of venomous rancor: "Third Young Master of Lu Family, don’t you want to know who I am? Then I’ll show you exactly who I am."

While speaking, Zhang Yue slowly raised his hand and directly removed the mask from his face, revealing a countenance filled with menace and vengefulness. His eyes brimmed with unyielding hatred as they fixed upon Lu Tianxing.

"It’s you, Zhang Yue, Sun Yaoyang’s strategist."

Upon seeing Zhang Yue’s face, Lu Tianxing recognized it immediately.

Actually, ever since he learned about Zhang Yue from Qiu Zhengfeng, Lu Tianxing had people searching for Zhang Yue’s whereabouts in secret, but there had been no progress, with Zhang Yue seemingly vanishing into thin air without a trace.

Now it seemed that Zhang Yue wasn’t without news; instead, someone had likely wiped all tracks of Zhang Yue, and whoever did it must have considerable influence, otherwise, achieving this feat would be impossible.

"Yes, of course, it’s me."

Zhang Yue’s eyes turned crimson, and his once-beautiful face twisted grotesquely, staring at Lu Tianxing as if he were a desperate beast backed into a corner: "Third Young Master of Lu Family, do you know how I’ve lived during this time? I wish I could tear your body apart, drink your blood, eat your flesh, and wish to dismember you. However, I completely underestimated your strength. Who would’ve thought you’d save Qiu Tianrui; otherwise, today you’d be undoubtedly dead."

"So you’re saying I should thank you for underestimating my strength?"

"Hahaha, thank me? Third Young Master of Lu Family, you certainly should thank me."

Zhang Yue let out a piercing laugh, his eyes sparkled with unreadable madness and ferocity: "If I hadn’t been too eager to kill you, so much so that I ended up with such incompetent passers-by, do you think you could have found me today? Do you think you could win?"

"However, it doesn’t matter. So what if I’ve lost? This is only the beginning, Third Young Master of Lu Family. You will surely die. Hahaha, you will definitely die. I will wait for you on the etherworld; by then, I will wait for you there with Yaoyang."

As he spoke, Zhang Yue seemed like a deranged hag, laughing hysterically, glaring at Lu Tianxing with utter hatred.

"Lu Tianxing, don’t think solving this case means you can relax. I’m telling you, all of this is just the beginning. You will die miserably, not just you; your family and friends will suffer because of you, worse than death. I’ll wait for you in the etherworld, hahaha..."

Amid Zhang Yue’s insane laughter, an eerie black mist enshrouded his face, and blood started to seep from the corners of his mouth. Yet Zhang Yue seemed unaware, still laughing manically as blood spurted from his mouth, swiftly turning from scarlet to black. That blackened blood stained his face, spattering onto his clothes, making Zhang Yue look like a demon emerging from Hell, terrifyingly grotesque.

"Bro, she’s beyond saving, she’s doomed."

Just then, Mandala appeared beside Lu Tianxing, watching Zhang Yue hemorrhaging, shaking his head lightly at Lu Tianxing.

Lu Tianxing heard Mandala’s words, glanced deeply at Zhang Yue, then turned his gaze to Chen Kunchang, who stood motionless a short distance away, paralyzed by the earlier scene of Lu Tianxing’s formidable display when he killed Tang Er.

Feeling Lu Tianxing’s gaze, a terrified Chen Kunchang, shocked by witnessing the swift demise of Tang Er at Lu Tianxing’s hand, snapped back to reality, his legs shaking uncontrollably, face masked with unmistakable fear. The aura around Lu Tianxing made him feel suffocated.

Especially seeing Lu Tianxing walk towards him step by step, Chen Kunchang’s face turned ghostly pale; he felt as though he were at the threshold of the Ghost Gate, with countless spectral hands from Hell desperately trying to drag him into the Abyss Hell.

He wanted to escape, but Chen Kunchang dared not make a single move; he knew he couldn’t get away. At his peak, he was no match for Lu Tianxing, let alone now when heavily wounded. Should he dare confront Lu Tianxing now, he believed he would die without a burial place.

"Why, not running anymore? I can give you a chance; you can continue to run or choose to end your life. Rest assured, I won’t stop you. If you wish to commit suicide, go ahead. But if you fail, I’ll throw your body into the grinder and feed it to the dogs," Lu Tianxing said, halting less than two meters from Chen Kunchang.

As he spoke, Lu Tianxing slowly pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it for himself, and gently exhaled a smoke ring.

Listening to Lu Tianxing’s words and observing his nonchalant demeanor, Chen Kunchang couldn’t help but feel waves of chilling fear coursing through him, his body trembling faintly.

"Tell me, who is the mastermind this time? Tell me everything you know, and I might spare your life; otherwise, I don’t mind showing you what pain truly means."

Lu Tianxing blew another smoke ring, his eyes fixed calmly on Chen Kunchang’s face: "You can choose not to speak or choose to end your life, but I guarantee, should you fail at killing yourself, I will ensure you live very happily."

Though his words promised "happy living," they penetrated Chen Kunchang’s ears like venom, making him shiver uncontrollably.

"You... what exactly do you want? I really don’t know anything." Chen Kunchang gritted his teeth. He knew very well that if he revealed all he knew, his death would be certain; enduring might just give him a slim chance.

"Really?"

Lu Tianxing squinted his eyes, took a deep drag from the cigarette, and then flicked his fingers, sending the cigarette butt swiftly piercing through the air, giving Chen Kunchang no chance to react, striking directly upon his eye.

Instantly, a sharp wave of pain surged through, causing Chen Kunchang to let out a ghoulish scream, clutching his eyes as the muscles on his face contorted painfully together.